Walking home from guitar practice never really bothered me, it always gave me time to think about things ya'know ? With mom constantly working and no father in the picture it's not like I really had a choice at 15 years old but hey, at least I didn't mind it. Today however, it really sucked. Tropical storms are a given at this time of year and I was walking home with my guitar case on my back in the middle of a bad one. After 15 minutes my baggy t-shirt was clinging to me and my shoes were soak